rewound world 2: deidre, paulo, john person

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The first episode was set two weeks ago in the future Nullarbor Plain. Cassette players, deceased goannas, and kookaburras were not mentioned. Written in the past, it dealt with present-day reminiscences in the apocalyptic future. The wind was blowing, water was scarce, and nothing happened. Episode 2 is similar.

Words arise from other words, a twisting,
an entanglement that never completes itself.
Thoughts I’ve disinterred I recite with fake solemnity.
The kookas on the clothesline emit embarrassed laughs
and find the sky.

Ruled meaning peters out with each disintegration;
no change, no advertorial aphorisms. No unlearning
what I hold close against the inner ether, in a life
that would have been better lived without me.


A small band of the alive and the less so
straggled across the Plain of Nullity.
They wondered whether it was lunch time,
and what that might be about.

Deidre, tall with short glasses,
who overflowed with scientific plausibility,
held up a statistically somewhat lizard.

Once I welded water, slowed its passage
in the sunset creeks, and proved that ghosts do not exist.
Now I’ve found a dead goanna.
I have 
an enormous lens that I plan to solar cook it with.

Most were pleased, except for Paulo,
an immigrant from Nocturnia,
who was offended.

Keen John Person offered his assistance.

I’m just an unpaid desert extra,
employed to furnish feeble atmospherics,
but I found these rusty stripes growing in a curled-up bush,
hiding from the wind behind a broken concrete hedge.
I’m thinking garnishing for the lizard.

Deidre considered his find.

The prevalent winds have blown it here,
it’s residue from long lost Sydney.
Not to everybody’s taste, but if I had a player,
we might rewind a little music.

While we chewed the stringy cassette tape
and nibbled on goanna, John P made conversation.

You’re a quiet one.


to continue

about

  • Nocturnia, the land of eternal darkness, and ghosts, who seem to like it.
  • João Pessoa (John Person) was a famous Brazilian. In the future, the surname ‘Person’ could be useful for distinguishing regular people from spectres, androids, extraterrestrials etc.
  • Cassette tape used to accumulate at traffic islands.

artwork
impending ambiguity (part above). Concept testing for the ongoing collaborative project with the wondrous Guy Morgan (insta).

Some Visual Evolution Engine (VEE) artworks are at Artxio, an online art market based in Sydney.

27 thoughts on “rewound world 2: deidre, paulo, john person

  1. an immigrant from Nocturnia – i know this place! maybe i know this guy…LOL!

    “Words arise from other words, a twisting,
    an entanglement that never completes itself.”

    this reads like a Nathaniel Hawthorne quote to me, for some reason, I thought of his plays and his deeper understanding and now yours of the foundation of communication, we never say what we think, we say only what we think others want to hear. but in writing everything becomes transparent, there we cannot hide.

    by the way, i really loved this artwork

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    • Thank you, Gina. I am flattered by your mention of Hawthorne. There is so much that could be said about writing and thoughts, how we reflect from one mirror to the other. Yes, questions of needing to please, of our own illusions, but writing must come from the heart, or else it is hollow and empty.

      As for Nocturnians, I can only say that fantasy springs from our lives and our experiences. We cannot imagine what cannot be imagined. 😸

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  2. Words do indeed arise from other words… who hasn’t played the word association game before? A perfect game for never-ending journeys in the apocalyptic future.
    I imagine stringy cassette tapes to taste like boiled seaweed (yuck). Hopefully, the goanna tastes a bit better.

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    • That is my life, Magarisa (apart from the never-ending part). 😸 To be honest, I have never tried either tape or goanna. I am partial to dried, salted seaweed with beer or sake. I think tape is pretty tough, it’s hard to tear it, although I suppose it would decompose if it was left in strong sunlight for years, and I don’t know why I’m wondering about this. 😝

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    • Thank you, Sobhana, and for highlighting that section. I wrote it earlier, when I started the story a month ago. Water is a fascinating substance scientifically, and so important to life, but there isn’t much fresh water in this particular vision of the future.

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    • Thank you, Nikita. Haha, you aren’t the only one. Sometimes here in Sydney, I have the sensation that people around me aren’t really alive. I suppose it’s just me projecting, but I do know that an environment like that drains the life out of me as well.

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        • I have no weekends. Time machines are wistful dreams, equivalent to a desire to change the past. Apart from mine, of course, which resembles a coffee maker. It makes great coffee as it travels forward in time at a rate of one second per second.

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        • Sorry Vanessa, I didn’t explain properly, and by that, I mean I didn’t explain at all. Everything “travels forward” in time at one second per second. Nothing is permitted to stay behind, whatever that might mean, and I chose my coffeemaker for personal reasons. 😸 I do like Jim’s (stdp33) graffiti in a comment on Rewound 4: ”Time is nature’s way of stopping everything from happening at once.”

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  3. I thought of Beckett in Waiting for Godot with your lines – ‘The wind was blowing, water was scarce, and nothing happened’ – And in a week where a goanna has attacked both a dog and a man, I hope that lizard’s well and truly cooked (and not lying doggo).

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    • Thank you, Peter. I think “nothing happening” is a state of mind: you can notice you’re breathing and perhaps your heartbeat happening. I didn’t know about the goanna attacks, had no idea they were that ferocious = live and learn.

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    • Thank you, Rhapsody. Nocturnia is a favorite theme for me, that started with my short stories. I haven’t looked through, but it’s in a number of works. It’s a fictional afterlife that appeals to me in some ways, perhaps because it echoes certain environments and states of mind in real life.

      Glad that you like the artwork. Guy Morgan and I are still working on the video side of things, ie, to make more than a pleasing single frame.

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